“I tried on multiple occasions to flirt with you,” Isaac went on. “That day in the hospital, I swear I couldn’t control myself around you. I wanted you. I thought you wanted me, too. But you always push me away, and then I saw you with Mason, and I thought you must have never fallen out of love with him.”
“No offense, Isaac, but you don’t have the best track record. I didn’t want to be another notch on your bedpost.”
Isaac stared at me. “Is that what you think of me? That I’m just some playboy who wants to f**k you and move on?”
“Yes.”
His jaw clenched. He remained silent for a long time, mouth working uselessly, before he finally dragged a hand over his face. “I can’t blame you for feeling that way. Maybe at first, that was all I wanted. But now…” His eyes flicked up to me
